On that day, she had been extremely upset. She hadn't been able to bear the thought that he had missed a date with her two times in a row.
She had been so upset that she couldn't accept the truth. She had thought that as long as she kept calling, he would definitely pick up sooner or later, but until the night had fallen and the lights of the city glowed, the number he gave her still remained unreachable.
Finally, after having heard the mechanical female voice a million times, she was extremely disillusioned and had squatted down with the phone in her hand, crying desperately.
…
Although it had been in a dream, her crying was exceptionally clear, becoming even more and more clear, when finally Qin Zhi'ai was shaken awake by someone. "Miss? Miss?"
After a while, Qin Zhi'ai opened her eyes slowly and saw the housekeeper, who was standing by the bed worriedly.
